Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, I admit it, I admit it
Yeah, you're not the only woman in my phone, yeah
I'll be up late chattin', interactin', straight mackin'
With all these other people
I'm sorry
Especially up round two, or three, or four
Especially up round two, or three, or four
Got me askin' for round two, or three, or four
Baby, I don't know what to do, for me, for more
Late night life
Late night life
Late night life
Late night life
I admit it, I admit it
You're not the only woman in my phone
I'll be up late chattin', interacting
With all bad ass bitches and these other people
Oh, I'm sorry
Drivin' in Oakland gal
Forgot the night before
Stayed at the Westin Inn
Looked in those tempting eyes
And you're all on my mind
Confident in your skin
Me, my boys and your friends
Yeah, we had a good time
I hope to
Especially up 'round two, or three, or four
Especially up 'round two, or three, or four
Got me askin' for 'round two, or three, or four
Baby, I don't know what to do, for me, for more
When I saw him
He's just so different
Like we always have so much fun
And they're crazy, like
Him and his friends
They are so funny
It makes me so happy to be with them
Even when they say that he's the bad guy
You hear shit, but you'll find how to tune it out
Life's too short to ask question
When you see Goldlink
Just know that's all me, baby
